Alix was on the phone with her sister Kari for more than an hour -- which I guess isn't surprising, since Kari just got back from her honeymoon. When she jumped up, she had a funny grin on her face.
"What's up?" I asked.
"You'll never guess what Kari did on her honeymoon," she said.
"I probably can, and I assume Dan was doing it too."
"That's not what I meant. She told me she went topless on the beach. Hey," she added quickly,"you're imagining my sister topless now. Stop that."
"You brought up the subject," I said, still thinking about my sister-in-law's tiny breasts. I'd seen her in t-shirts and swimsuits enough times to know she was even flatter than Alix, and I always had a thing for small-breasted women. "So what's unusual about that?" I asked. "I figured there'd be topless beaches in Hawaii."
"Rob, it wasn't a topless beach. There were no topless beaches where they were."
"Run that by me again?"
"I don't know how she got up the nerve, but she bought herself a pair of men's swim trunks, pushed her hair under a baseball cap, and went out on the beach like that. Everybody just figured she was a guy."
"Wow," I said, then had to ask: "She laid down on her back too?"
"Yes. And that made her look even flatter, of course."
"And Dan was okay with this?"
"Maybe I shouldn't be telling you all this," Alix said.
I stepped in front of her and pulled her t-shirt over her head, exposing her own tiny breasts. "Yes you should," I said.
"He was surprised, but then he was hot as hell."
I put my hands on Alix's tiny breasts. "I can imagine," I said.
"And then he started putting sun cream on her chest, on her breasts."
"That's hot," I said, lightly pinching Alix's hard nipples.
"And by then Kari's nipples were so swollen, she didn't think she could hide the fact that she was a girl anymore..." [I was pinching Alix's nipples hard now, imagining Kari's] "... and Dan said in another minute he was going to pull off her bathing suit and fuck her right there on the beach, and he said she was so horny she would let him."
"Did he?"
"He might have, but they both got up, left everything behind on the beach including her cover-up, and ran back to the hotel, Kari still topless, and she thinks they were both naked before they even got into their room."
There may have been more to the story, but I never heard it: I yanked Alix's shorts and panties down below her knees, pulled us both down to the carpet, opened my own shorts just enough to free my cock, and started furiously fucking her until we both came loudly.
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Having Alix sunbathe topless remained a fantasy we talked about for the next couple of weeks, but it wasn't likely to be something she could pursue even if she had the nerve: we lived in Missouri, far from any beach, and we certainly didn't have the money to fly out to Hawaii like Kari and Dan.
Then one particularly warm night at about 1am, when the bedroom fan wasn't doing enough to male sleeping easy and we both found ourselves awake, I said "Let's go out in the back yard for a bit; maybe there'll be a breeze." I pulled my shorts on and so did she, and when she reached for her shirt, I put my hand on her arm. "Don't."
"Don't?"
"Think of it as practice."
"I don't know..."she said slowly.
"Alix, if you can't go topless in the middle of the night in your own back yard, how will you ever do it on a beach?"
Not that there was ever a serious possibility that she'd
get to
go topless on a beach, but this was enough to convince her.
We walked out the back door -- I noticed she kept her right arm casually draped across her chest, but pretended I hadn't seen it -- and found a nice spot in the middle of our yard. I was thankful I'd put the work into making sure we had a nice back lawn.
I lay down on my back, on the grass. "I don't know," Alix said. "There could be bugs and stuff in the grass. I don't want to put my naked back on that."
"Wimp," I said, taking her left hand and pulling her down with me. "Lie your head on my chest. That way none of your skin will be touching the grass." Well, except for her bare lower legs, but she didn't seem to be concerned with that.
She stretched out on the grass with her head resting on me. I gently pushed her right arm away from her chest, completely exposing her breasts to the summer breeze, and wrapped my arm around her just under the ribcage.
"Feels nice out here?" I asked her after a bit.
"Yeah," she said. "Yeah, it does."
After a few minutes, I moved my arm a little higher on her chest. It was relaxing lying out here, but it was also pretty sexy looking at my wife's naked breasts in the moonlight. Alix took a quick, deep breath as my arm moved closer to those breasts, and I knew she felt the same way.
To be honest, I was thinking about not only Alix lying topless on the beach, but Kari as well.
I didn't feel at all guilty, because I suspected Alix was fantasizing about lying topless on the beach while dozens of strange men walked by, looking at her breasts and not realizing she was a woman lying half naked in public.
Hell,
I
was fantasizing about her lying topless on the beach while dozens of strange men walked by, looking at her breasts and not realizing she was a woman lying half naked in public.
"You realize of course that at the beach, you won't be able to lie on me like this. Not if you want people to assume you're a man."
"I know."
"And I won't be able to do this," I added, brushing my arm over her nipples.
"Mmm," she said. "Maybe you should, we'd draw quite a crowd."
